Girls fight monsters

"Why have you become so verbose and verbose?" Sister Wenwen couldn't help but replied, "Besides, don't we still have some?"

Luan Hanzai wanted to say something else, but Sister Wenwen stopped him, "Stop talking nonsense. At the critical moment, do it quickly."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Luan Hanzai changed his mantra this time, replacing the word "OK" with "Okay", which meant he reluctantly agreed.

He kicked his feet into the ground and flew away with a "swish" sound.

After he left, Sister Wenwen said to the two spirit fox messengers, "You have been working for a long time, and you are quite tired. Now go hunt for food and take a rest."

She knew that spirit foxes did not eat demon fox meat.

Fox follower Bing replied, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" by Master Crush", we are not tired and can continue to work."

Fox 也 也, "Oh, report Master Meimei, we are not hungry, we don’t have to eat yet."

"No!" Wen Wenmei said decisively, "Sharpening the knife will not stop chopping wood. Only when you are full and well rested will you be more motivated."

The two Linghu transmissions did not dare to violate the instructions of the gentle girl, and had to bow their heads to answer, "Oh, report Master Meimei, follow."

They then got into a patch of grass and devoured the insects and grass, hoping to continue digging holes as quickly as possible.

Soon, Luan Hanzai came over with his hands full, each carrying three demon fox soldiers who were about to die.

The items he was carrying were too heavy to fly, so he had to run over and said, "Sister, as you ordered, I brought everything here."

Sister Wenwen called to the leading turtle soldier, "Divide the turtle brothers into two groups and tell them to take turns to come and cook."

"Hey, let me tell you, Master Meimei, I obey!" The leader of the turtle soldiers was busy making arrangements.

"Little fool, let's not be idle. Use a fruit knife to tear open the fur of the demon fox soldiers so that the turtle soldiers can eat." Wen Wenmei thought carefully and wanted to gain more time for digging.

"Sister, don't get involved in this kind of thing. I can do it alone." Luan Hanzai couldn't let the other party do such a scary job, and he didn't want to hear the other party's exclamation: Wow! What the hell.

In fact, Wen Wenmei didn't want to do such a bloody thing, so she imitated Luan Hanzai's accent and replied, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

However, she added, "But you must do it quickly."

"Okay." Luan Hanzi took out his fruit knife and went to work.

Wen Wenmei still followed over, cut a large piece of demon fox meat, then came to the front of the red turtle, and extended her thumb to give it a thumbs up.

"Sister Oogway, you are very strong, that's great! Come on, eat this piece of meat to replenish your physical strength."

"Hey, I'm telling you, Master Meimei, that I can't eat, so I just want to go out early." The red-faced turtle really has no appetite at all now.

In addition, its eyes have lost their expression, and their speech is not as charming as before, and there is a hint of helplessness in its tone.

"You must eat this meat now. Only in this way can you strengthen your physical strength and continue to fight against the monster grass until you win." Wen Wenmei also encouraged it:

"I believe you will be able to overcome this difficulty! We are also doing our best to help, and we will succeed soon."

The red-faced turtle showed a faint smile and nodded, as if it saw hope. "Hey, I'm reporting to the beautiful master, I obey!" It then immersed itself in eating.

The gentle girl looked at the situation on the red turtle, and her heart tightened. The demonic grass had wrapped around most of its body, almost reaching its head.

We have to speed up the rescue, otherwise it will be too late.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the turtle soldiers to cook, Wen Wenmei gave everyone some spiritual encouragement:

"Brothers, you have worked hard! Your achievements are obvious to all. If we work harder, we will be able to dig to the bottom of the roots of the demon grass and win the final victory."

Animals regard food as a top priority, and turtles are no exception.

As they ate the delicacies, they felt that the more they ate, the fresher and more delicious they became, and a feeling of gratitude surged in their hearts. After hearing the encouragement from the beauty master, I felt a surge of motivation.

As a result, they started talking animatedly while eating, and they all expressed that they must try their best to rescue the red turtle.

Suddenly the Zhiyong Turtle screamed, "Hey, it's not good! Something happened to the red turtle again!"

Hearing Zhiyong Turtle's cry, Luan Hanzai was so frightened that his bile almost flowed out.

He knew that the red turtle was already very fragile, and if anything went wrong, it would be very dangerous.

Although the gentle girl was calm, she was still sweating for the beautiful turtle.

The two of them ran in front of the red turtle, and saw that its eyes were red from suppressing pain, its head and neck were shaking up and down, and it was making swallowing movements. It was screaming "嘤嘤" like a mute, but it couldn't speak.

"Wow! Let me strangle you." Wen Wenmei exclaimed in her heart, but did not make a sound.

Based on her understanding of turtles, she speculated that the red-faced turtle was too nervous and bit a larger piece of meat. As a result, during the process of eating, it choked in the throat and could not go in or get out. It was in a dilemma.

In this case, it will cause difficulty in breathing, and over time, it will cause the "person" to suffocate and die.

"Little idiot, hurry up! Light a torch and I'll show it." Gentle Girl must find a way to help the red turtle.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Luan Hanzai took out the flint and steel from the leather bag he carried, grabbed a small pile of hay nearby, and quickly lit an oily stick.

Taking the small torch, Gentle Girl asked the red turtle to open her mouth and looked inside. As expected, there was indeed a piece of meat stuck in the throat.

She found a super thin hard branch from the ground, wiped it on her clothes, then stretched it into the red turtle's throat and stabbed it.

The red-faced turtle swallowed twice, swallowed the meat ball quickly, and recovered instantly.

Its first sentence is, "Yingying, thank you two masters Wen and Luan for your help."

Luan Hanzai and Zhiyong Gui, who were sweating profusely with anxiety, stood aside. Seeing this, they felt as if a stone had fallen from their hearts, and they suddenly felt relaxed.

They each said a few words of relief to the red-faced turtle and returned to the excavation site.

The other "people" all finished their work and continued the excavation work.

Wen Wenmei took a look and found that the deeper the tunnel was dug, the slower the progress would be.

Because it is very difficult for the turtle soldiers to transport the excavated soil.

She, Luan Hanzai, and two taller spirit fox messengers were busy transporting soil.

However, she still thought the digging speed was slow, so she said to Zhiyong Turtle, "Stop digging. Go to the tunnel and go around the circle to encourage everyone."

"Hey, I'm telling you, Master Meimei, I obey you!" For the wise and brave turtle, as long as he can save his wife, he is very happy to do anything he is asked to do.

It crawled out of the tunnel and ran back and forth around the outside, shouting constantly, "Hey, brothers, come on!" "Hey, brothers, come on!"

It looked like a clown, jumping and making noises, very funny.

Despite this, this method played an unexpected role. Everyone was infected by its passion and worked with extra energy and energy.

His voice was almost hoarse from shouting, but Zhiyong Turtle still persisted.

Suddenly, it discovered a serious problem. At some point, the demonic grass had almost wrapped itself around the red turtle's body.

The legs, feet and head and neck of the red turtle have to be retracted deeply into the carapace, making it completely impossible to communicate.

"Hey, let me tell you, Master Meimei, that the red turtle's entire body is entangled." The wise and brave turtle stamped its feet anxiously, "Please save it as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I will find a way." Wenwenmei knew that turtles have a powerful and special respiratory system and would not suffocate to death for a while, but she was worried about other more serious problems.

When she was a child, the adults in the countryside had heard rumors about the power of plant monsters.

If they become refined through cultivation, they will attract nearby passers-by and either entangle, stab, poison, or beat to death, taking the opportunity to absorb Yang Qi, Yin Qi, or essence and blood, and use the corpses as their own fertilizer. .

Wenwenmei guessed that the plant monsters in the monster world may be more insidious and cunning. They will kill animals and use their corpses as bait to lure other animals to die again.

Of course, there may be more powerful and unexpected moves.

Now, what she is most worried about is that once the grass demon frees its hands, it will attack the red turtle and stab it with hard branches. Then its life will be difficult to save.

Seeing that it was already late at night, everyone dug a tunnel nearly two meters deep around the demonic grass, but still could not see the bottom of the roots.

I wonder how deep and how long we have to dig?

However, what is gratifying is that the demon grass is already on a conical truncated cylinder with a large top and a small bottom, forming a precarious situation.

Can't delay any longer!

The gentle girl stood at the bottom of the pit, put her hands against the cone truncated cylinder, and pushed it with all her strength, but she didn't feel shaken at all.

If one person's skills are not good enough, then what about the combined skills of two people?

She called Luan Hanzai again, "Xiao Ben, come here."

Luan Hanzai came in response, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Let's push together and see if we can push this cone truncated cylinder." Wen Wenmei expressed her thoughts.

"Okay." Luan Hanzai seemed very confident, "Our skills are quite strong, I think we can do it."

As the gentle girl shouted "one, two, three", the two of them stood next to each other and pushed the cone truncated cylinder forward with all their strength.

What's exciting is that I can feel this cone truncated prism vibrating slightly.

"There is hope! There is hope!" Luan Hanzai was extremely happy.

But when the two of them worked together to push, sometimes it felt like it was moving, sometimes it didn't feel like it was moving, and he felt deflated all of a sudden like a tire bursting, "It seems like it didn't happen for a moment." "

"Don't be discouraged." Wen Wen said confidently, "I have a solution."

"What can you do?" Luan Hanzai still seemed to believe it.

"Come on, let's find two big wooden sticks." Wen Wenmei shouted proudly.

"What's the use of a wooden stick?" Luan Hanzai was still confused.

"Idiot, you're still a man in science and engineering. Did you even give the teacher back the principles of leverage?" Wen Wenmei glared at the other party.

Luan Hanzai suddenly realized it and scratched his hair, "Yes! Why did I forget such a labor-saving tool? Archimedes said that it can move the earth."

Wen and Luan immediately flew to a forest, found two trees of suitable size, uprooted them, then broke off the branches and leaves, carried them on their shoulders, and ran back.

The two of them called everyone into the tunnel, and each extended one end of the wooden stick to the upper half of the conical truncated cylinder. They stood side by side and tried their best to pry down the other end of the wooden stick.

Just hearing a "bang" sound, the cone truncated cylinder where the demon grass was located instantly fell to the other direction.

A burst of cheers filled the night sky.

The turtle soldiers shouted loudly, "Hey, we are victorious! We are victorious!"

The two spirit fox messengers also shouted loudly, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, we finally succeeded!"

Wen and Luan breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah! I finally conquered this monster."

In order to pull out the conical truncated cylinder smoothly, the two of them took thick and long wooden sticks and pried them back and forth in the tunnel many times from different directions in order to completely break its roots. .

Standing in the direction where the conical truncated cylinder fell, Wen Wenmei said to Luan Hanzai, "Come on, let's work together to pull this behemoth up, and we're done."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Luan Hanzai replied obediently.

He stretched out his right hand, and Wen Wenmei stretched out her left hand, grabbing the parts of the demon grass that were touching the ground, and exerting force together back to back.

I thought that this behemoth would not be able to surrender easily. Unexpectedly, they dragged it out of the tunnel easily.

The gentle girl was puzzled for a while and considered the reason. Then he nodded silently, as if he had realized some big truth.

After the conical truncated cylinder where the demon grass was located came ashore, its roots had been broken, and a light red liquid emerged from the exposed roots, which looked like blood.

Luan Hanzai said bitterly, "This monster has harmed so many living beings? He deserves it today!"

After reprimanding him, as if he still didn't understand his hatred, he picked up the wooden stick and stabbed it at the base of the demonic grass. A slight groan of pain could be heard.

In addition, the branches of the demon grass are slowly loosening, and the red-faced turtle is also freed bit by bit.

The Zhiyong Turtle lying next to the Red-faced Turtle discovered this, and he grabbed a stone and hit it hard at the base of the demon grass, hoping that it would get the retribution it deserved.

It hit and cursed at the same time, "Hey, you devil! Who told you to hurt my wife! Who told you to hurt my wife!"

Smash it and curse it.

As it and Luan Hanzai continued to smash and poke, the red-faced turtle felt that the branches wrapping around it were loosening.

It stretched out its glans and tried hard to get rid of the shackles of the demonic grass. …